I walk slowly behind your lonely back.
Following in the footsteps of a future I can not picture.
Thinking that everything will be okay and time is the cure.
Only to realize that no matter how long, how patient, how many tears I shied.
I can not break though the door you built..
or even get a key...
I will be no more then a shadow walking behind you,
with you,
not knowing that I care.
